So Flora drew this on her hand last night.
Keep in mind that at three years old, she doesn’t have the hang of writing the alphabet yet, never mind the concept of anarchy.
When asked what she drew, she told us a very involved story about a bear. So I guess it was supposed to be a bear.
Her drawing skills are still abstract, although they’re improving all the time.
I figure I’ll save this picture for when she’s an angry teen. Maybe it’ll make good album art.
This is what my tattooed punk rocker looked at when the tattoo pic was taken:
That’s one scary punk all right. Monkey jammies and stuffed bunnies – the outfit and accessories for your modern-day anarchist.